Okay, obviously that's extreme. There are plenty of clueless people out there though so I can (and do) identify with the "CYA" mentality of document, document, document so when Mr. Stupid develops serious complications and/or dies, the family can't say "Dr. DamnGoodbutCynical told us this xxx (likely elective) procedure would go smoothly no matter what".

What are serious complications of death? Putrefaction? Being autopsied? Turning into adipocere? Being exhumed after turning into adipocere, and having photos of your 'soap mummy' corpses ending up on the Internet? Inquiring minds want to know...

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